i went to a friends new house last night & fell in love with the clean lines & sense of calm.
she’s been here barely a week, yet it feels so very much like a home.
not just any home, but it feels like her home.
with the record player going in the background & her pups chilling close by, we sat, ate the delicious meal she prepared & caught up with lengthly conversations over delicious red wine. (we also had chocolate. lindt dark chocolate with real strawberry pieces throughout. i don’t even have words! this is my new life food!)
when i got home i did a mini purge of sorts.
as a collector of “things” this wasn’t the easiest, but waking up & seeing my bare windowsill this morning has made me incredibly happy.
it’s the little things